Paris 1872
Vivienne,
Oh a thousand voices my heart would sing if it could, for joy of your company, peace at your presence and sadness at your departure. The time we spent together left me awash and aglow with deep feelings of content. Never have I been so impressed at one's great beauty and unparalleled intelligence.
We sat and spoke under the stars with a pot of tea as our only company and even as the other lords and ladies around us laughed..it seemed that you and I were indeed on our own plane. Very few times in life will one find a kindred soul that dregs up from the deepest of one's being, the desire to be a btter individual.
Bust alas, you must leave me again for your sojourn on the continent. I do hope that you carry fond memories of our time together and I shall continue to write you so that my words may warm you and your thoughts may from time to time....include me and our time together.
Always yours,
Lord Randolph Chamberlain I Esq.
Onward, onward. We march onward.
Rule Britannia
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